Vuvuzelas

(Charlie's blog again) I was all set for a quiet Friday night in, having my tummy rubbed, cosying up on my sofa, everyone saying what a good boy I am. But then the boys took over, shouting, fighting each other, and blowing their loud horns while getting very excited about some football on the TV. I didn't like the horn blowing, so I took cover upstairs and hid under Lea's bed. I hope the noise ends soon.